In my second world we have wings, not to fly
just to hold each other close, warm and safe.
Everything is seems to be dissolved under the wings
I have no eyelids
just a set of wings
under which you sleep free, till eternity
Tuesday, December 23, 2008
Saturday, December 6, 2008
writing
Why did i take break from writing? what was my expectation
from a language of my own?
FOr an answer I will have to go back to flux: the stage of flux demanded chaos. It made it explicit that I will not give you any fixed project. I myself have kept me far from an organized entity. That is not for ever, I have to try to gather my self at one point of time. That's why I have started another blog reflectiong yet another state of being where I will make attempts to find more effective tools to live and write and free.
Freeying myself. Liberating myself, is a euphemism for splitting me into too many parts and sending each one to different worlds without owning me. or is it that when i own myself i can take the liberty to give myself anywhere?
I have to resolve it and state because it hurts many.
It hurts me when I have to tell some dear one to hold, I belong nowhere, being everywhere.
from a language of my own?
FOr an answer I will have to go back to flux: the stage of flux demanded chaos. It made it explicit that I will not give you any fixed project. I myself have kept me far from an organized entity. That is not for ever, I have to try to gather my self at one point of time. That's why I have started another blog reflectiong yet another state of being where I will make attempts to find more effective tools to live and write and free.
Freeying myself. Liberating myself, is a euphemism for splitting me into too many parts and sending each one to different worlds without owning me. or is it that when i own myself i can take the liberty to give myself anywhere?
I have to resolve it and state because it hurts many.
It hurts me when I have to tell some dear one to hold, I belong nowhere, being everywhere.
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